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I walked slowly to my apartment just thinking about what Andy had said, he was right, the only thing that Thomas had asked me to consider was mo..
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Chapter Fifteen
By the time I got off the phone Thomas was already dressed in what seemed his standard uniform lately, a tee shirt, jeans, cowboy..
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Chapter Sixteen
We were both soaked through by the time we made it home, and wanted to get out of our wet clothing. Our dusters found their place..
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Chapter Seventeen
Thomas laid his hands across the puncture wound, “I’m trying to get it to close without scarring,” he informed ..
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Thomas placed the phone back on the charging unit, then turned to look at me, “Do you want to go back to bed?” he asked in earnest, ..
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After Thomas finished cleaning up from breakfast, he came back to the living room. He motioned that he wanted to sit on the sofa so that he could be..
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“How are you feeling” Thomas asked, looking me up and down stopping at my abdomen as if he could see the puncture wound. “ I don&r..
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There was a knock at the door, Thomas got up and answered it. He’d ordered out pizza, which of course was one of his favorite things about..
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The cab pulled up in front of the sports center, I got out and looked up at the building, I’d spent the majority of my time here at NYU in thi..
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“Why hasn’t she called?” He asked himself out loud.He finished up putting away the clothes, and headed down to the lobby. He thoug..
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